Rain

Yesterday Vince came in and asked me if it was going to rain. I didn’t know. Last night I talked to my dad on the phone and he asked if we were getting much rain. No, hasn’t rained in probably a week. Then he asked me when it was supposed to rain. I didn’t know. Do I look like the weather girl?

Vince had gone downstairs to watch a football game (I think that’s what he said he was going to watch). I was upstairs and the security camera at the front porch kept going off. The first time it happens, it always scares me . . morning, noon or night . . I’m ready to run when it goes off. I looked at my phone and the wind was blowing the bushes around and leaves were blowing and small twigs were blowing. I had changed the settings on the camera to any movement because I wanted to see if critters were coming around . . not just humans but definitely humans. Anyway, the second time it went off and I watched the video, I could see what looked like lightning. Then I started hearing thunder. Then . . it started pouring.

We got 1.12″ of rain in just a short time.

We really needed that but it also means the okra is going to grow more. 🙂

During the storm, the electricity blinked a couple of times. I hadn’t had my shower and I know you’re not supposed to take a shower during a lightning storm but I weighed it all out . . would I rather take a shower with little hot water (electric water heater) or would I rather get struck by lightning? I lit a candle, took it in the bathroom with me, said a prayer, wrote out my will (not really) and took a very quick shower. The electricity blinked three times while I was in the shower.

The most scary part . . several times this has happened. When I turn the corner from our bedroom into the living room, I’m face to face with Vince’s chair. I thought he was downstairs and I looked up and there he was. I wasn’t expecting him and, of course, I knew it was Vince, but I still screamed. I’m such a chicken but at least I didn’t have to take a cold shower and lightning didn’t get me.

And, before someone tells me, I do know that the water in the tank doesn’t immediately get cold when the power goes out but after living through Chad’s teen years, Vince and I learned . . when the power is out, the first person to take a shower gets a hot shower, the second person (so long as Chad wasn’t the first person), gets a lukewarm shower and the third person . . an ice cold shower. It’s a habit, if there’s a chance the power is going out, we would all make a mad dash for the shower (separate showers . . of course!).

The storm ended almost as quickly as it came up but I’m thinkful for a bit over an inch of rain.